Pale, consumptive face
parched lips
sunken cheeks
withered ribs
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Intense with the pain of getting old so wonderfully expressed, kick off the mindset and smile! Great write!
What do I do? this thick, grubby, red blanket has enveloped me from head to toe I want to kick it away I want to smile. You can smile that way as well! What's wrong with thick, grubby, red blanket? Life is about living... feeling what you feel. NOthing tragic about the old age..If youth could be cherished, why can't old age as well be?
you capture situation in a heavnly way, stay connected to words.........
you're a very skilled poet :) i love the way your poems are so descriptive and fluid. keep it up: D
Great use of language and imagery to paint a great poem for a intriguing concept.
very good and meaning ful to society of this world weaty joints the chest - like a bellow gripped in stridor sagging, eternally half-closed eyes Dense, phlegmatic breaths...
great symbolism. the pain is expressed so well. this is a really good poem, thank you for sharing it with me.
Tuberculosis is a painful reality....We almost have no way out....The pain...The sorrow.....The yearning for freedom...Everything seems to be expressed brilliantly...One of the best I've read! ! ! !
how symbolic the red blanket is in this poem you did good at it you want to kick the red blanket you want to get rid of the tb that is pinning you down wow nice poem
Young forever.....myth.well written poem Rafiq